“Learn to light a candle in the darkest moments of someone’s life. Be the light that helps others see; it is what gives life its deepest significance.” – Roy T. Bennet

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Black and White

This is the account of an unnamed man
Who lost his way in the ways of the land
Who never once thought to look down at his hands
And wonder where exactly to stand

Yesterday, a child died
A father, a sister, a mother cried
And despite a good name it was black and white
The white holding all of the right

Our unnamed man felt a twinge in his heart
Although he was fully engulfed in his part
A witness to tell the details, to chart
The steps of those only a hue apart

We hope he decides to see past the colours
Because life could be a bit easier for others
If lives were respected as though we were all brothers
And the loaded guns remained holstered

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Liar (Pinocchio)

you say you love to be misunderstood

i could do that for you now

cuz i’m tired of the honesty

that you like to live without

you’ve way more faces than the moon

and the man there wants to know

out of curiosity what’s the point

of hiding out below

You’re a liar

You’re nose is looking longer than it ever should

You’ve tried to cut it off but it’s made of wood

And it gets a little harder with each falsehood

So it grows back out again

you’ve never put me off so blatantly

you’re scared of what i ask

there’s a funny little thing called reality

bound to pull you back on track

down on your luck with acquaintances

you’re more than slightly sad

i never like to say i told you so

but it’s your fault your life’s like that

You’re a liar

Your nose is looking longer than it ever should

You’ve tried to cut it off but it’s made of wood

And it gets a little harder with each falsehood

So it grows back out again

sometimes i wonder what it’d be like

living a white lie

i pity all those

living their white lies

You’re a liar

Your nose is looking longer with each falsehood

You’ve tried to cut it off but it’s made of wood

And it gets a little harder with each falsehood

So it grows back out again

Liar

 

 

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